Losing Light

Chapter 3

Any new characters will have the name of the Greek God or Goddess they are supposed to be. At the end of the chapter with the new character, I will tell you who the Greek character is.

Mary Margaret came rushing down the hallway into the throne room where David was seated talking with Will. (Hermes) She looked at David and Will. They were talking about an errand that needed to be done but she didn't care.

"Will, I need to speak to David. Now," Mary Margaret demanded.

Will bowed his head, "I'll speak to you soon."

"Please do," David replied. He watched as Will left the room and Mary Margaret turned to him. "What is this about?" He asked sweetly.

"Where is Emma?"

His eyes widened. "In her bed chamber. If she isn't there you should check her garden."

"I've already checked. I don't know where she could have gone, but I will bring her back home," and with that, Mary Margaret was gone to begin her search on Earth.

Worrying that Mary Margaret would go to the Underworld to find her daughter, David shot a lightning bolt up into the air and hoped that Killian would see it and know that she could possibly be on her way soon.

Killian had sat at his dining table and his favorite meal was set in front of him. Steak and a variety of fruits and vegetables. He sat patiently waiting for Emma to join him. He was about to tell his servants to clear the table when he heard small footsteps coming into the room. He looked up and Emma was in the loose pink dress and there was a flower in her hair.

"I was starting to believe you were going to skip dinner," he said, pouring each of them a glass of wine.

"No. I was going to come because I was hungry."

He smiled and she was handed her food. Emma looked over and saw eyes in the corner of the room in the darkness. She squinted her eyes trying to see but wasn't able to. Killian looked at her before following her gaze. He pointed to the corner, "you. Come here," Killian said coldly and seriously. The thing in the corner lingered in the corner for a few moments before coming out into the pale light of the torches. It was Neal. "Would you like to enlighten me on why you are disrupting my dinner with my wife?" He asked.

Neal shook his head, "I got lost."

"Bullshit. You have been working for me for at least forty years. You know where you are going." Killian pointed to the door, "out. I never want you near me, my wife, or my castle again." Neal looked at Emma before making his way out. The door shut behind him and she released the breath she didn't know she was holding. "Are you alright?" Emma looked back to Killian and he had a look of concern on his face.

"No."

"What can I do to make it better?"

"Let me go home."

His soft expression hardened, "I can't let you go home. This is your home now."

"So I'm your prisoner?"

He leaned back in his seat, "I have been kind to you during your stay so far. I have given you a room and countless dresses. I love you. Isn't that enough for you?"

"You could have told me this and not kidnapped me."

"That would not have worked. You would have rejected me." She pushed her plate back and stood up. "Where are you going?"

"Away from you."

"We both know that you can't resist me."

"I can. I will get out of here and I will go back home."